When the sky became a mythic battlefield
Ra sent out his powerful Eye
To take vengeance on a disrespectful world
Sekhmet formerly the Giver of Life and Great Protectress
Became the Goddess of Destruction
Inanna the Lady of Glorious Appearings
Took on a terrifying radiance
Her distorted hair like filaments
Took the shape of the mane of a lioness
She displayed a trail of fire like a serpent
My flame of fire is behind me now
She instilled terror and threatened to destroy the world
The fear of me is in their hearts
And the awe of me is from my flame
Sekhmet the glory of the Father god
Became the tempestuous radiance in the center of An
She became a fixture on the crown of the pharaohs
As a serpent
And a wonderment of the world
As a sphinx
Kali was the goddess whose visible powers were scattered
Dark clouds of chaos ensued
She emanated blasts of fire and light
And her protruding tongue was a blood like flow of plasma
Her luminous discharge streamers morphed from a cross into a whirling swastika
Mars who was seemingly nailed to that cross
Was released and reborn
When we worship a bloody figure on a cross
It provokes into the subconscious fear and terror
Which then takes the form of mental instability and aggression
When we worship a dead Jesus and his crucified body
When we take the Eucharist from a priest
We are unconsciously promoting the Satanic ideology of human blood sacrifice
When a person repeatedly expresses what is not in congruence with positive actions
That person will descend into a split personality
They will live under the surface of a facade appearance
And will have a private world of addiction and deviousness as coping mechanisms
Which are hidden from public view
These weaknesses are easily manipulated
To allow a quiet theft of their will
These abused souls will seek to repeat the abuses onto others
To get relief from the disconnection
They become human energy vampires
Unable to heal themselves
They will have an illusion of enlightenment
But a chilling numbness will set in
With a profound emotional detachment from their own spirit
Strands of empathy will slip unattended through their fingers
And they will dismiss others as lesser and unworthy
But it is their footprints in the sands of existence
That will fade away!
